all the purple doors

i'll miss taiwan but, if i were to go there again, it wouldn't be the same.

the company that came with. the fun and the laughs. the eggs and the ciggies. the coffee and the beer.

the wine and the chi pa.

all the mountain views that we had from the bottom. and not to forget from the top. the 10 hour drive from the south to the middle. the losing battle with the oversized mozzie. i'll miss rynel of course. one of the first few people in jurong mt line that started talking to me. he assured me that sups can get their licensed. he was the one who consoled me at our Encik's wake. nice dude.

me, yunos and haniff

the three of us together for the last time. i don't think i'll be seeing haniff around soon. yunos i know i'll definitely hang with soon since we'd hang before.

so yeah. and ouh, haniff got into an accident in taiwan. so much so that all the troops that were there knew about the incident.

after this shot was taken, haniff left the group and went to some other camp. he answered nature's call and then the whole ceramic flushing system dropped on his head. he survived with 6 stitches on his head and feet. talk about battlescar aye?

more pics later yeah? watch this space. that's all i have to say.